Sunday, December 16, 2012

"Twas' 11 Days before Christmas" By: Cameo Smith, Mt. Wolf, PA

As I was reading along my Facebook page, I saw a poem that my friend had liked. I read this and started crying, thinking about these precious darlings. I am not the author. The author of this is Cameo Smith from Mt. Wolf, Pa. All credit is given to them. Please be respectful to her and not steal her poem, and to the creator, Nathan Green, of this image below titled "Story Time". If you are going to use this in anything, please give acknowledgement to them. (To those that reads this, this is referencing what happened on December 14 in Connecticut, USA. A insane gunman got into an elementary school killing 20 students and 6 adults) This poem goes out to the family and loved ones of:

"twas' 11 days before Christmas, around 9:38when 20 beautiful children stormed through heaven's gate.their smiles were contagious, their laughter filled the air.they could hardly believe all the beauty they

saw there.
they were filled with such joy, they didn't know what to say.
they remembered nothing of what had happened earlier that day.
"where are we?" asked a little girl, as quiet as a mouse.
"this is heaven." declared a small boy. "we're spending Christmas at God's house."
when what to their wondering eyes did appear,
but Jesus, their savior, the children gathered near.
He looked at them and smiled, and they smiled just the same.
then He opened His arms and He called them by name.
and in that moment was joy, that only heaven can bring
those children all flew into the arms of their King
and as they lingered in the warmth of His embrace,
one small girl turned and looked at Jesus' face.
and as if He could read all the questions she had
He gently whispered to her, "I'll take care of mom and dad."
then He looked down on earth, the world far below
He saw all of the hurt, the sorrow, and woe
then He closed His eyes and He outstretched His hand,
"Let My power and presence re-enter this land!"
"may this country be delivered from the hands of fools"
"I'm taking back my nation. I'm taking back my schools!"
then He and the children stood up without a sound.
"come now my children, let me show you around."
excitement filled the space, some skipped and some ran.
all displaying enthusiasm that only a small child can.
and i heard Him proclaim as He walked out of sight,
"in the midst of this darkness, I AM STILL THE LIGHT." "